Luyện nghe bài hát Did He Jump/Unfree Child/Mommy's Gone

Who was on the window ledge?
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a which no one read
In desperate hand the note just
"Never my back on society
Society is back on me.
Never once to drop out,
I just couldn't get in the start."

The all played clever games
The grown-ups them clever names
them all from very young
On to the drug
Feed them T.V.
Teach them how they should play
For the ones start to stray
Cut them off till obey

Our little was not the type
To want to to stand and fight
Bully boys all could
Upon the little kid
The ups all looked hard and long
Said "He's got two he can stand on"
We never like the sickly
The ones are much more fun

He found it to socialize
when he laughed or want he cried
In the wrong place he'd be
An to be despised
Never to play the game the way
That your supposed to
learnt the things to say
Or lock emotion away

Who was that on the window
Did he or was he pushed?
He left a note which no one
In desperate hand the note said:
"Never turn my back on
turn is back on me.
All the world can not be
It must be me I belong."
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the can not be wrong
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It must be me I belong"
"All the world can not be
It be me I don't belong"

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The unfree is full of woe
the unfree adult he will grow
Have unfree of is own
On and on and so it

Take your hands from off your
Eat greens and grow up strong
Don't piss yourself very naughty
Stephen, don't you shine
Don't now we are talking
Not a word you disgrace
There's people
Don't us
And never let us catch you

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When I was a baby my told me
If I was a bad boy would scold me
When I was a baby my mummy
If I was a good boy I be rewarded

Mummy, daddy, more would you expected
In eyes I'm not to be respected
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the that you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place I can't go
A place that's cloaked in thy
Of identity
and three pike suits
My gone
My mummy's

When I was a little girl my told me
Had to make an effort to myself pretty
Got to get a husband, got to have a
Got to be a to the rest of the family

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the that you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place I can't go
A that's cloaked in thy mystery
Of identity
Supermarkets and three suits
My mummy's
My gone

Now that I'm older, I know that you me
But I don't hold it against you, it damage me sorley
I know you're a victim just like me
You can the pressure just just like me

Mummy, daddy, what would you expected
In your eyes I'm not to be
you on but I'm just one reflection
Of the values you hold and the way you see them

My gone
To a place where I go
A place cloaked in thy mystery
Of corporate
Supermarkets and three pike
My mummy's
My gone